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letra de break bread - nonresident

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(welcome home)

[verse 1: naman]
plated with the table napkins, come and get your supper
the game is getting harder, we ain’t gettin’ dumber
i know naman’s a, get it done-er
the fastest learner, a mass earner, grass turner (yeah)
they tell fables of the man that the cables come to
current stuff, no impedance when the metals love you
what a tease, showing love when he wanna bend you
the best menus, the s-x ends you (on god)
tallys on the wall, cuz i been scratching at them – start from hatch
happen to be having so much good that nothin bad
bag the blessings in a bunch and get them passing in the hands
brush the itty bitty speckles off my shirt and off my pants
with the cannon on the fortress ready, lets load em up
and if bonnie on the side with me, let’s stick em up
if the prezzies in the duffle then, let’s zip em up
it’s n-a-m-a-n under pressure rising up

[verse 2: navambar]
phat ti meri presense mein
bolti karun band inki ye chappri ho g-ye reckless hain
correction jaise sanki teacher, deta marks kanjuse se
joker maanta aadhon ko, ye gussa nai ye hassi hai
desi depth music, confuse nah kar tu ye khajooron se
tunes mere gehne poore, chupe mitti ke neeche
kan ke liye cancer the, ab naak ke baal bhi jhad jaate
ye hagte aise mic pe, ab toh baas bhi aati gaanon se
microphone check, hum baje separate
bade motives, different method
ye amendment, ye correction
leave ’em reckless, you can check this!

[verse 3: kaly]
listen i’m here for the masses
at the same time it’s a little bit tragic
the trash that pass for rappin’
and y’all swear you snappin’
let me take away castes, arranged marriages
skin color embarrassment
and show me where the talent then
i ain’t competin’ with y’all cuz y’all a mess
i done battled the best
i been stuck in my own head, unimpressed
and you think you’re causing me stress?
i’m brown, i been good at a test. i’m fine
i been rhyming since good timing and fake diamonds
met ya momma hymen, you lyin
come meet my trident
i’m tried and true and i ain’t hiding
and i ain’t talking poseidon, sh-t
you should learn from me
youngins say they never heard of me
like it’s hurting me. like it ain’t a certainty
for you, it’s curtains. my voice echo into eternity
you grew up learning me
so fall back with ya fraud raps
with ya f-cking fake head wraps
wrapped too tight, just for claps
i don’t love much, i love my wife and you ain’t that
so you could get… insert gun noise
ain’t i real? this verse a steal
you know the checks i get?
i wrote bars right in front of ar and break a sweat
you worried about royalties i’m royalty, i collect
i’m god blessed, y’all hard pressed to kiss the ring
rip nip, see they ain’t learn a thing
y’all better chill, y’all ain’t getting money, i seen the deals!
you ain’t chasing the bag, you chasing photo opps
ya style photoshopped, go take a photo, op!
see your numbers inflated, ratio fakin
no one relatin’ ya whole team waitin’
don’t make me say it, i just might, keep playing
my advice, don’t make k mad, keep prayin’

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